Awesome Writing Tip From Betty White

So. Betty White.

What more is there to say?

Well, if you watched the Emmy Awards Pre-show last night, like I totally did, you have something extra to add about Betty White. You see, during an interview, she was asked how she's managed to make this point in her career the highest, most memorable one.

And she said, "I just don't go away."

By not going away, or giving up, or bemoaning her failures, Betty's guaranteed an unforeseen success for herself. It's all about the attitude, folks. Of course you're going to have sucky writing days. I've have quite a few this past week. And guess what? There are much more to come.

But the next time I want to go away or give up or bemoan my failures, I'll whip out this pic:

And that's all I need to keep pushing on :)

Now tell me: what do you do when you're down in the writing dumps? 

Movie Review: FRIGHT NIGHT

Official logline: 

A teenager suspects that his neighbor is a vampire. 

My review: 

This remake of the 1985 film is fun. I haven't seen the original version, but many fans tell me it's much, much better. Even so, I appreciated several things about the remake, one of them being the protagonist. Charley Brewster (played by the talented Anton Yelchin) is a geek-gone-cool. He's ditched his childhood friends to hang out with a couple of stoners, and has begun dating one of the popular girls in school. Charley spends a lot of time trying to be someone he's not--a lover of all things videogames, graphic novels, and vampire lore.

Enter Jerry, the vampire neighbor (a.k.a. Colin Farrell). To be honest, I never thought Colin Farrell could scare me. Ever. But the bastard did it. He plays a manipulative ticking time bomb so, so well. He's not overtly aggressive, though, and his calmness comes off as much more eerie to me. You just know there's something messed up waiting to lash out. But what I loved most was how Jerry forces Charley to face two things: 1) who he really is; 2) his fear of confrontation. 

Whether you're burned out on vampires or not, I suggest watching this flick. If only for Charley's character development. And the brilliant dialogue. 

Have you seen the Fright Night remake? What about the original version? 

Reel YA: Where YA Books And Teen Movies Rule

So. I love YA fiction. But you all know that.

I also love movies. But you all know that, too.

What you may not know is that I decided to mash up these two loves. 

And that, my friends, is Reel YA. 

This new blog is dedicated to the books and movies that celebrate young adulthood best. Not just according to me, though. According to awesome people like YA authors, bloggers, and random folks I pick off the streets.

Okay. That last one? Not so much.

BUT Reel YA is what I like to call a party. One I'd love to invite all of you to. 

I'll be sharing guest posts, interviews, book/movie reviews, and the latest news on everything YA.  Today I kick things off with the first post of Vampire Week! And stay tuned for this Thursday, when Reel YA's first guest post takes on the bloodsuckers!

Now tell me: have you read any awesome YA books lately? I need recommendations!! 

Read For Relief Auction!

When I was asked by the lovely Caroline Tung Richmond to join a relief effort for victims of Hurricane Irene, I jumped at the chance. Caroline and a few other awesome writers put together Read For Relief, an auction that kicks off today. You can win all sorts of great stuff, including signed ARCs, query critiques by agents, partial critiques by editors, and group critiques by YA Highway!

Me and the ladies of Operation Awesome are also offering a group critique--we'll be giving feedback to the first 30 pages of the winning manuscript! 

So yeah. You SO want to go to Read For Relief right now, and start bidding! 

See you there! :)

Fess Up Friday: Bravery In Writing

Most days, I am a wimp. There's no benefit to denying that.

Whether it's in writing or real life, I get scared a lot. That doesn't mean I don't take chances, but I spend A LOT of time thinking about whether I should take them or not.

Then there are those other days.

Writing isn't an escape for me. It's part of my reality. But sitting down to write can sometimes scare the crapballs out of me. For example, right now, my WIP feels complicated. Like it's too much for me to handle because of the genre. Two things keep me going: 1) my love of the premise; 2) knowing that when I finish the manuscript, I'll be a much better writer than before. 

So yeah. It pays to be awesome.

*puts on Ninja outfit*

*flips the bird at laptop*

*writes*

Now fess up: is something scaring the crapballs out of you? How do you push through that fear?

Confessions From An Edit-As-I-Go Convert

So. First drafts.

I used to never edit as I go. I wrote the whole thing as sucktastic as possible, then fixed it during edits.

Not anymore.

Well, I'll still do edits after Draft #1, BUT maybe they won't be as substantial. Maybe, just maybe, my WIP's level of sucktasticness will be considerably less. 

Why?

Because I've converted to the Edit-As-I-Go approach.

 Image found here.

This new story I'm working on? It's torturing me... in a good way. I can't stop thinking about it. Whenever I reach my writing goal of the day, I want to keep going. That has only happened once (with a WIP that's currently simmering as a second-ish draft). Since I really, really, really love this freakin' story, I want to treat as nicely as possible. That means I'm taking things s-l-o-w-l-y. 

And I'm whipping out my Internal Editor.

I already blogged about the IE's benefits, but I've never actually relied on it during first drafts. This time, though, I came up with a system: 1) write 2-3 chapters a week (did I mention I'm going s-l-o-w?); 2) edit those 2-3 chapters on weekends; 3) rinse, repeat. It'll probably take me a billion years to finish Draft #1, but I think it'll be worth it. My plan is to spend Christmas holidays revising like a madwoman, so I have a few months left to work on Draft #1. *sigh*

This WIP might not go anywhere publishing wise, but OMG, it's so fun to write. You know how long it's been since I've had fun writing?

Too long. 

I'm glad I'm back in the game :)

Now tell me: do you let your Internal Editor out during first drafts? If so, any tips you'd like to share with this newbie?

Blog Chain: A Dark And Stormy Night... Sort Of

Yep. I'm at it again this week, folks. Another blog chain post!

This time, the super fab Christine asks us to join her in a writing prompt:

Since we are all writers, I thought it was about time for us to stretch our creative muscles and do a little writing. So, take the following topic and go crazy! Show us what you've got. Your story can be as long or as short as you choice.

The topic: A dark and stormy night.

For this post, I've chosen an excerpt from my YA paranormal romance (which is now shelved, but I still heart it! I've been thinking about changing the genre and premise, but keeping the characters. *ponders*). It's a brief (barely edited) scene, and it ends in a cliffhanger-ish moment, so I apologize in advance!

Le excerpt:  

The gravestones glimmered as raindrops polished the marble. My hands throbbed from climbing over the cemetery gates, which were locked due to the late midnight hour.

Midnight…

One day ended while another begun.

Shuddering, I walked deeper into the graveyard, a shower of rain engulfing me in the cruelest degree of cold. If I didn’t hurry, chances were I’d have to swim through a swamp.

I found the spot where Vincent summoned Morgana, convincing myself to look away from the headstones and up at the sky. All I could see were small white dots on a black velvet mantel--it seemed like every star in the universe had come to witness this.

Guessed they were all subscribed to Gossip Girl: The Galaxy Edition.

Focus, I told myself, just focus.

Closing my eyes, I beckoned my body to relax underneath the downpour.

Which didn’t work. I shivered from the cold and the wave of nerves crashing over me.

Focus.

I pushed back Vincent’s face. I erased the memories of my family, of the sun-kissed island I used to call home, of the friends I’d made and lost.

Balthazar’s instructions rang loud and clear: just Call to her wherever Vincent summons her. And then, you wait.

“Morgana,” I said as loudly as my voice would allow, “vindicatum meus animus!"

Silence.

“Morgana!” I yelled, eyes pressed shut. “I'll do it, okay? Come down here and take it already!”

The sky rumbled, a symphony of doom above me.

My nostrils detected a strong scent overpowering that of the damp earth.

Smoke.

Ashes.

Fire…

Opening my eyes, I searched for the pale horse among the clouds.

The flaming pet galloped to the ground, magically untouched by the rain falling around it.

Morgana rode on top of him, onyx hair whipping in the wind.

Showtime…

That's it! Hope it's not too sucktastic. :)

Go check out Abby's post from yesterday, and make sure to head over to Sandra's blog for her post tomorrow! 

Now tell me: any dark and stormy nights in your WIP?